On Broken Wings
I Do My Crosswords In Pen
Ink bleeds deeper when pressed hard.
Soaks through paper and leaves stains on the table.
You don't look how I pictured.
You don't look quite how I remember.
I'll tell myself
"I cannot surround me"
But some smiles both resurrect and drain the life from me.
I don't tell you everything.
It's heartless,
The pictures remind me I'm calloused to smiles.
From Letras Mania